Kisame nodded at the words. "A check in, to confirm you're here, eh? Administration insists on having their way."

And with any luck, work would have cleared out and the kid could finish and be on his way. Kisame didn't mind escort duty, but he'd wanted to get more training time in today, and he wasn't going to work on an unfinished jutsu with a foreign audience. Well, if work hadn't cleared out, maybe he could talk the kid into a spar. Sparring never hurt.

"But when we're done with that, there's plenty of places you could eat. Even with the travel seals, it must have taken some time. Are there any foods you hate, kid?"